Isla Vista is adjacent to the University of California at Santa Barbara and is one square mile of beach houses crammed with college students.

If you live there, you know talking to a homeless pirate is completely normal and you’ll never understand why there are so many skunks. If you visit, you expect to get absolutely shitfaced, treating the trip like a cheap Vegas stint (without the luxury of drinking in public).

The primary mode of transportation is a janky beach cruiser and cars are always at the bottom of the road totem pole. Freebirds at two in the morning is a standard fourth meal and Bagel Caf is the prescribed hangover medicine. On a Friday night, there will be three pre-parties to attend before you decide to head over to the main party.

But it isn’t all about partying; it’s about the close-knit community and the long standing traditions.

You might lose your phone, camera, wallet, and most likely your dignity, but you’ll never lose the memories.

Stay classy IV.